Tales Upon Tales series MELISSA´S ARCHWAY 1. The Dwarf Kingdom. Part one. It is morning! I have waited for this day for a long time and I am finally twenty years old. Now I can leave the village and explore the outside world. I get up from the bed and go downstairs to get breakfast, I see my parents Elina and Gabin and my big sister Amber and big brother Arthur are already at the table eating breakfast. “Good morning!” I say cheerfully. “Gu mornin.” Dad says with a deep voice. “Morning.” Brother says and looks away. “Good morning.” Says my sister with a faint smile. “Good morning dear did you sleep well?” Mother says normally. “Yes of course I did.” I say with a smile. Actually, I was barely able to sleep because I was so excited to start my journey, but I can’t tell them that. They would just lecture me about the importance of sleep during a dangerous journey and how there would be a lot of ex...
Time wind Progress is a funny thing since it is hard to see it. It might be right there in front of you but as you get used to it and look into the future it doesn’t seem important. It seems like the basics or normal, you forget the struggles you had just to reach that point. It is amazing to get to that point but for you it holds no meaning. People around you can admire you for it and that is when it hits you but to what degree? Will you think of them as lower beings since they can’t reach the state of normality or will you feel good about being better for some time? In the end it wont matter. Its like a child being praised for picking up a rock. How long could you feel good about it? Why not be a computer program that will praise you every minute or every time you make an action? What is the difference? Its not a real human? How real is a human that systematically praises you for nothing? So, you need to keep advancing and meet your own goals to really be happy, bu...
The sound of clay appliances falling and rolling around carried through the cramped hut. The heavy drape covering the openings in the walls moved lazily on the wind shedding sunlight inside. Beam of light hit a dark figure, exposing a young girl on the floor. The sudden brightness abruptly blinded her and in order to protect her fragile pupils she quickly covered her eyes with her forearm. Brunette was dressed in flappy, dark brown clothes. A quiet muttering could be heard when the girl was slowly picking herself after the fall. The vision she has just witnessed caught her off guard, making her lose her balance. She sighed and took one of the drapes down, this time looking away from the source of light, letting her brown as bear’s fur eyes get used to the brightness. She glanced over the clay bowls and pots she created not long ago and left to dry – now most of them being broken and shattered on the ground. The hut’s inside was covered in wooden shelves and cabinets, which cr...
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